What if there are no right answers,
just mud balls?
I am drawn to work directly with, or take inspiration from the raw materials of Mould and Dirt These matters, essential to our earthly fragile existence, are often disregarded as repulsive, something to be scrubbed away in the relentless battle for sanitisation.
I find beauty, fascination and tremendous energetic potential in both. The cultural significance of dirt and mould is multi-layered. The universal subjects of growth and decay, fertility and death are inevitably interrogated when working with such elemental substances. For me they are a reminder of the transience of our own lives, there is something truly magical and transformative working with them.
I often wonder if elevating mould and dirt is also an implicit critique of the sterile and homogenized world that we have created for ourselves. By embracing these matters, by honouring imperfections and seeking inspiration in the overlooked I am possibly rejecting the artificial and the superficial and attempting to find a way back, to more earthly ancestral roots.
I find beauty, fascination and tremendous energetic potential in both. The cultural significance of dirt and mould is multi-layered. The universal subjects of growth and decay, fertility and death are inevitably interrogated when working with such elemental substances. For me they are a reminder of the transience of our own lives, there is something truly magical and transformative working with them.
I often wonder if elevating mould and dirt is also an implicit critique of the sterile and homogenized world that we have created for ourselves. By embracing these matters, by honouring imperfections and seeking inspiration in the overlooked I am possibly rejecting the artificial and the superficial and attempting to find a way back, to more earthly ancestral roots.
